What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
In the hearts and minds of the people, the grapes of wrath were growing heavy for the vintage.
Man, unlike any other thing organic or inorganic in the universe, grows beyond his work, walks up the stairs of his concepts, emerges ahead of his accomplishments.
I know this--a man got to do what he got to do.
All war is a symptom of man's failure as a thinking animal.
It would be absurd if we did not understand both angels and devils, since we invented them.
No one wants advice, only collaboration.
Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and learn how to handle them, and pretty soon you have a dozen.
I hate cameras. They are so much more sure than I am about everything.
It doesn't matter that Cathy was what I have called a monster. Perhaps we can't understand Cathy, but on the other hand we are capable of many things in all directions, of great virtues and great sins. And who in his mind has not probed the black water?